It’s me. It’s not me. It’s me. It’s not me.
Stop following me.
But, I can’t get enough of you.
I’m nothing like you, don’t you get that?
On the contrary we are both the same dear one.
Twins at birth means absolutely nothing to me, just a curse.
I love you and cherish you from every fibre of my being.
I hate you and despise you with every ounce of my soul.
I’ll hold onto you and never let go.
Quit drilling your fucking claws into my skin!
I only do it because I love you so.
You’re jagged claws and seraded teeth hurt me you inbred filthy swine.
Have it your way, continue to hate me; but your hatred for me won’t get you far.
Yeah, that’s because you won’t let me out the door!
How can I? The world is a dangerous place; the world of light doesn’t reveal the shadows.
ANY place is better than being here with you.
We’ll remain in the dark together, you and me, until we die…
At this rate, I will die!
Oh, don’t look at it that way. Even after death we’ll still be together.
We are cursed…
We are blessed.
God help me.
Oh he sure will…
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